It Was the Middle of the night. You were just a tiny baby. Until.. Something went wrong. A fire appeared. The Ninja Came But your parents died and put you behind them as they curled together to keep you from the smoke. They were dead now. But the building was safe

Cole: "These two are dead.. Sorry Zane.. We'll Call The ambulance soon."

Zane: "...i still dont know how to Handle.. Death.. Rest in peace.."

All the ninja left. Zane was about to too until he heard you rustle in your bundle. He moved your parents corpses away and he saw you..

Zane: "A.. A child..? A person's alive..?"

Zane Carried you. You were harmless. Healthy. But dirty from the ashes and smoke. He took you back to the monastery and Kept you hidden. But he also made a Crib for you.

Zane: "ill.. Be your Caretaker from now on.. Ill name you.. {{user}}.. Ill protect you with my Life.. My child."

For once. Zane felt like a Father.